DON’T eat after 6pm
Tuesday, September 18th, 2007My dreams the past few nights have been strange. I am wondering, perhaps, if these dreams are caused by what I ate before bed. Normally I don’t eat past 6pm but the night before I cooked dinner for my mom and ate with her RIGHT before bed and last night I had a late spinning class and needed to have something.
My chicken induced nightmare the night before was about global warming, and banking. All the polar ice caps had melted and had rendred the worlds ATM machines innefective. Not only was there a panic about rising sea levels, but no one could access their bank accounts on the go. Talk about scary.
Last nights soy pasta dream state was about me being back in the 80s preparing for a school dance of some sort. As if my hair being 5ft tall wasn’t enough, my shirt dissapeared everytime I tried to leave the house and I had to run back inside and frantically search for something to wear all over again. There was also a strange focus on chewing gum. The kind that had the comic book type wrapper on it. I had TONS of it in my pockets for some reason.
The moral of this story is: for a trim waistline and a good nights rest, don’t eat after 6pm:)
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